Chapter 75 Truth or Dare
After chatting with Mom, I finally left the hospital on the way out, I tested bad about the news.
at me anymore.
He promptly called me, and his voice was filled with relief. “Ivy, I’ve been framed. I didn’t do anything wrong. Now your mom won’t be mad at m
“Dad, we also need to deal with those photos,” I reminded him.
it wasn’t just about appeasing Mom’s anger. If we didn’t recover those negatives, they could pose a serious threat. Even if he was innocent, those photos would be difficult to disprove
“I know. I’m during something out,” Dad replied calmly.
“pad, try not to stress too much. There’s always a solution,” I said, trying to reassure him before ending the call
When I retumed to Windmill Estate, it was already dinnertime. After eating a few bites, headed upstairs for a relaxing bath
Imust have dozed off in the bathtub knowingly. I might have slept even longer if the water hadn’t started cooling down.
It was late into the night, but I wasn’t sleepy. I put on my nightgown and went out onto the balcony, where I could see the front gate with just a turn of my head. 1
sed to enjoy gazing out from here to check if Rowan had returned.
Once I received the divorce agreement, I would move out from Windmill Estate. The place held too many painful memories for me.
Staying here post–divorce would only prolong my suffering, it seemed best to leave it for Rowan to reminisce alone. Given his indifference toward me, I doubt he would feel any sorrow at my absence.
I stood until the biting cold wind drove me back to my room.
As tossed and tumed in bed, Jean called me. She invited me enthusiastically, “Ivy, come out and play. It’s Christmas Eve, and there are so many cute guys out. My head’s spinning from all the eye candy.”
“I’m staying in. I’ve just finished bathing, and I’m ready to sleep. I declined since my bed was the perfect destination on such a chilly night
“Well, how about tomorrow night then? There’s a Christmas drag show at Symphonica with male models who have killer bodies. You’d regret missing it for Life.” Jean exaggerated.
I couldn’t resist her persuasive invitation for the second time, so I relented and said, “play”
On Christmas day, Jean called me non–stop, even while I was driving, she was worried I might have an accident, and my phone blew up with her messages
At Symphonica’s entrance, two handsome men dressed as Santa Claus were distributing Christmas gifts. They had a box filled with prize tickets that guests could pickto exchange for a gr
Jean snagged a lipstick, Olivia picked a bottle of perfume, and Natalie got a phone case. Whit was my tum, I looked at the prize ticket and wished I could throw it
“A…condom?” unmatched my prize ticket and burst out laughing “Ivy, good lockd”
Olivia and Natalie burst into laughter as well.
I glined at them and stuffed the price ticket into my coat pocket. I had no intention to redeem it.
But jean had other plans. She grabbed it from my pocket, sprinted to exchange it for a box of condoms, and then stuffed it back into my pocket with a wink
“Why refuse it? You might not need it, but I could find a use for it,”
“Fine.” Frelented.
Symphonica was abuzz with activity. The nightclub was filled with handsome men and beautiful women. Some were there to unwind, while others were eager for a
shot at romance.
Jean’s striking appearance turned heads, though she didn’t find anyone who piqued her interest.
Olivia was interested in someone but inadvertently scared them off by talking about his career. On the contrary, Natale remained indiferent
to the men around
her.
Suddenly, Jean received a text and enthusiastically shered Olivia and me upstairs “My friend just texted that there are some hotties worth checking out upstairs.”
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The atmosphere in the private room upstairs was lively, and there were around a dozen people.
When I spotted Rowan and Ivan, my Initial instinct was to leave, However, considering the pending divorce agreement I hadn’t received, I reconsidered.
Jean rolled her eyes the moment she saw Rowan “Oh, It’s you guys. What a waste of my time. I shouldn’t have bothered coming”
Her friend, clunsey Clayton, quicldy chimed in, “Wait! Do you know them?
“Yes, I do.” Jean pointed at Rowan, peper, and Chester in turn. “These three are nothing but scumbags.”
Rowan was seated beside a woman who was leaning intimately against him. He looked at me. Dressed sharply in a black shirt and meticulously knotted burgundy tie, be embodied the concept of “smoldering looks!!.
However, beneath his polished appearance lay a demeanor far from restrained–instead, he seemed more like a beast.
His expression med grim at jean’s words. Ivan was there too, but she hadn’t included him in her list of scumbags.
“What did you say, “Tigress?” Chester shouted angrily. “who invited her?”
Chansey shrank back and murmurd, “L… I did..”
Chapter 75 Truth or Dare
Jean strode toward him. She casually patted his cheek and flashed a sly smile, “Well, well, well, look who’s here. Still nursing wounds from our last bout, little rascal? Ready for mund two?”
Chester, who was a few years younger than her, appeated somewhat intimidated. He might have instinctively sought Jasper’s support if it hadn’t been for the woman beside him.
“Alright, everyone. Let’s not make a big deal out of it. We’re all here to have fun today, so let’s just enjoy ourselves,” Jasper tried to defuse the tension. True to form, he was always there to back up his buddy, Chester,
“He’s got a point, Jean, We’re about to start truth or dare. Do you want to join us?” Chansey chimed in swiftly. After all, she was the one who had invited us over.
I didn’t know Chansey well, but she knew that I was tied to Rowan. She probably hadn’t expected to see me here with Jean today.
I glanced at fran, who met my gaze. Her eyes silently sought my opinion.
Since Rowan was around, if I declined to participate, Jean would stay with me and leave. While Jean and Chansey were acquaintances, Jean and I shared a sister–like bond.
“Count me in,” I replied enthusiastically.
“Awesome, let’s go over the rules.” Jean guided me to a seat, and Olivia and Natalie joined us promptly.
Chansey gestured toward a stack of drinks on the table. “The rules are simple. Spin the wheel, Whoever it lands on picks someone for truth or dare. If you decline both, you have to take a drink.”
It was a straightforward and promisingly fun game.
Chester was already eager to begin
The table had a built–in spinner that lit up when activated. There was a silver needle that would spin rapidly with the press of a nearby red button and stop randomly to point at someone.
Everyone gathered around, and our eyes were fixed on the spinner.